Poem Away Spanish and from my devo

In Search of My New Normal

I no longer host two clients with developmental disabilities,

giving me more time.

I graduated from completing my college degree,

giving me more time.

I have been staying home more,

giving me more time.

Sometimes I think God has given me an empty plate.  

Now  I can travel more.
Now I can learn Spanish. 

Now I can finish those books I started reading.

Now I can get back to my writing.

Now I can organize all of my poems.

Now I can take new writing courses.

Now I can participate in an exercise program.

Now I can cook nutritious meals.

Now I can catch up on the housework I’ve neglected.

Now I can do all those photography projects I’ve been postponing.

Now I can finally put a yard in and paint my living room door.

Now I can study the Bible more.

Now I can be more involved in church.

Now I can learn to play the ukulele, draw and paint more.

Now I care for my hubby, a two-time stroke survivor.

Now I deal with health issues of my own.

Now I have to figure out how to earn an income.

All of a sudden my empty plate is stacked like one at a Baptist potluck.

So I take a bite at a time,

trusting God that I will eventually find my new normal.